At the same time, far beyond the horizon, stood a tall, foreboding man inside the confined territory of the Celestial Fox Spirit palace.
In the rear region of the Bai clan's castle, surrounded by lotus ponds and shrouded with a mystical fog, stood the lone man beneath a garden's alcove, signing his seal on a collection of parchments.
Moonlight rays streamed through the gaps between the pergola, as tendrils of creeping vines dimmed the light piercing through, enveloping the handsome yet daunting man with a soft, ethereal glow.
The man was cloaked in the royal garment of his clan, which was only a shade darker than his hair, cascading all the way down across his back like a stream of waterfall formed by glittering snowflakes. A pair of elongated fox ears decorated the crown of his head, while eight long, silver coloured furry tails casually swished behind his ramrod back.
